Flames began to rise.
As the sword and the Ghostly Gold Staff clashed, the flames covered the beautiful face inch by inch, swallowing up the woman's figure. She was burning … …
But she also seemed to be very pleased.
As if this was how it should be.
It was just … … after tearing off her disguise, she was releasing her true nature.
She wanted to burn away all beauty and flirtatiousness, leaving behind only the savagery and savagery of walking towards destruction.
In that instant, a sense of unease appeared in Guo Ying's heart.
He could feel the enormous power surging beneath the Ghostly Gold Staff … …
"Ah, shameless bastard!"
The golden-haired biker in the distance was enraged. He waved his chains and roared, filled with righteous indignation. "He's gone too far. He actually dared to pour gasoline on such a beautiful woman!"
"Wake up, Barney. No one dares to pour gasoline on something like that."
The Blood Night Sorrow Demon's expression froze. Only sweat dripped down from his forehead, almost ruining his heavy metal singer makeup. He found it hard to believe the scene in front of him, and he also found it hard to believe his own guesses.
"That's … … a burst of power."
That's right. It was literally — — fire! Power! All! Open!
The darkness within the flames surged, rioting.
A huge explosion rang out.
The sword was pushed upwards inch by inch, actually pushing back the heavy Ghostly Gold Staff!
The enormous power that erupted in an instant caused the stone floor beneath the Ghost Monk's feet to be unable to withstand the excessive force. It shattered, and his enormous body slid backwards.
The burning Blade of Hatred chased after him, slashing forward!
A deep gash appeared on the Ghost Monk's distorted face, almost destroying one of his eyes.
Guo Ying cried out in pain. He waved the Ghostly Gold Staff around wildly, staggering backwards.
However, Huai Shi didn't chase after him. He just stood in place, opened his mouth, and a stream of Origin Substance surged out from his nose and mouth.
"I've seen this before. It's Godzilla!"
Barney still hadn't reacted. He excitedly tugged on his brother's sleeve. "Brother, look, it's Godzilla! A nuclear monster … … can actually turn into a woman! "
"Motherf * cker!"
The Blood Night Sorrow Demon felt like he was about to go crazy. He envied his brother's boldness from the bottom of his heart.
Can't you see, Barney?
From the beginning until now, that monstrous woman had not even used her full strength!
She was just playing with her prey …
Standing where she was, Huai Shi stared at the enemy not too far away and couldn't help but sigh in fear.
That was close!
Just now, he almost subconsciously used Yu's Steps and Drummer to chase after him …
Wouldn't he be exposed then?
The effect of the Overload State was internal, and there were no clues from the outside, so it could be used secretly. However, regardless of whether it was Drummer's Heaven's Collapse or Yu's Steps' Shrinking Ground, they were all signature techniques.
Not to mention that there was only one Xiang Dragon Chord in the world.
Once he used his other signature weapons and moves, he would be exposed.
Ever since he returned from hell, the news of Crow's transformation was still sealed within the teaching and research room and was not known to outsiders. After all, it was the legacy of the Sun Maker, and it was kept a secret from the outside world.
However, if he dared to pull Beelzebub out and shoot him, two hours later, the local astronomy association in Yingzhou would probably invite him for a ten-day trip to the hot springs in the mountains.
Fortunately, if it was just the playing method, outsiders would not be able to tell at all.
However, the problem was … he was not good at using Yingzhou's knives.
He lowered his head and looked at Hatred in his hand.
He shook his head regretfully.
It was not that he was completely clueless, but he instinctively knew how to use knives and weapons of this length. He used the most common mechanical method to control them.
Other than that, he did not know anything.
Sword Zen, Residual Heart, Folding Feet, Qi Fusion, and Reverse Cutting … Not to mention the specialization, profoundness, and ultimate skills of this and that.
In this way, there would be no difference even if he changed the weapon in his hand to an iron rod, a Sword of Virtue, or an axe.
What a pity.
He casually waved the blade in his hand and walked forward step by step, approaching his opponent.
It was fine if he didn't know how to use it, as long as he used it as something else.
Bang!
A loud sound suddenly exploded in the air.
The Ghost Gold Rod's sweep was actually defeated by Huai Shi's wave. It shook violently, as if it was about to fly out of Karma's hand.
It buzzed.
It was as if Huai Shi was not swinging a sword at all, but rather a terrifyingly heavy hammer!
It was hard to believe.
Just a casual wave was enough to set off a hurricane. The blade whistled through the air, as if it were a heavy object. But immediately afterwards, it became light and nimble, silent, like a dagger that did not make any sound at all.
It had been a long time since he had used an Origin Substance.
In the past, he had been able to add the weight of the Axe of Rage to his dagger, so it was not surprising that he was able to add the weight of the Hammer of Pain to the Blade of Hatred.
It was just a simple way to use such a heavy and blunt weapon on the spot.
In that moment of silence, the blade in the flames slashed through the air. The sound of the blade slicing through the air overlapped, as if it had become a powerful rhythm.
It was an impassioned four-four beat.
This was a strange illusion that only the person involved could experience. It was also something that Karma had never experienced in his entire life.
If this burly Ghost Monk had ever walked into a concert hall and walked into a live performance, he would understand that this was just the prelude to the grand symphony, signaling the arrival of a storm.
Huai Shi cut the song.
The performance was about to begin.
At that moment, the corner of Karma's eyes suddenly twitched, as if a cold wind was blowing in his face. For no reason, and it was so difficult to understand, he actually heard an illusory roar …
This was a dangerous omen brought by intuition.
"Did you hear that?"
Suddenly, a hoarse and low voice sounded in his ear, "That's the loud sound that announces the arrival of dawn."
As the blade was raised, the burning figure stepped forward step by step. Unknowingly, she was already very close to him. She was clearly so thin and slender compared to the burly Ghost Monk, but she seemed to be looking down at him from above.
Perhaps she had said something else, but Karma, who was in shock, did not hear it clearly.
He only heard the last two words.
She said, "Stand still."
At that moment, a loud sound burst forth.
A mighty roar suddenly swept out from her hand and spread out.
Because the burning blade had been raised, held with both hands, aimed at his face, and slashed down!
To sum it up, it was just the very common "Tang Bamboo" style in the Way of the Sword.
She raised her weapon, aimed at the enemy, and used all her strength to slash down from above. But now, when she held the hilt of Hatred tightly, even the rising flames began to dance in panic.
Before the grand melody that was about to be played, they retreated in horror.
An unprecedented chill instantly enveloped Karma's soul, causing him to hold up the Ghost Gold Staff with both hands without hesitation and block in front of him.
Then, his vision turned black.
It was as if he had been hit head-on by a truck.
He was shocked by the enormous power that erupted in an instant. He could not believe that the short figure actually contained such a terrifying full-strength attack.
The Ghost Gold Staff let out a shrill cry and trembled.
But this terrifying attack was blocked by him in the end! As a martial monk of Mount Hiei, an evil spirit who had fallen into the Way of the Impure, the method of fighting had long been engraved into his instincts.
There was no need to think. The next step was to seize this short gap and counterattack.
He used his hands, feet, fists, and trampled. He used his five fingers to grab her head and then violently crush it. Then, he used the Ghost Gold Staff to completely smash her into meat paste.
It should have been like this.
It should have been like this.
But now … what was happening in front of him was completely different from what he had imagined!
Because just after the violent attack ended, what waited for him was not the precious time to catch his breath, but another terrifying crisis.
It was like moving clouds and flowing water.
The blade that had been chopped down was raised again. Under the tight grip of both hands, he used all his strength to slash down again!
The second attack without any pause!
The Ghost Gold Staff shook violently and let out a wail. Cracks suddenly appeared on Karma's ten fingers, and he trembled slightly.
And just as the loud sound spread, without even leaving any room to catch his breath, he saw the blade raised for the third time. It was raised high and aimed at his face. Slash!
The third attack!
A loud sound that was even louder than before burst out again, and the shock spread. Karma suddenly felt a wave of intense dizziness and could not breathe. A trace of green also appeared on his ferocious face with two horns.
He felt like he was about to suffocate …
How was this possible?
It was difficult to understand, and he could not understand, how could such a violent move exist? Why did the other party not have any gaps, and even the aura was not in disorder?
It was as if he was not facing a human, but a steel object that was even stronger than a human.
In that instant, he finally understood.
From the violent figure in the flames, he glimpsed an invisible object. It was an unbelievably huge weapon, a huge cannon that was like the crystallization of war.
Only the bombardment of the cannons could describe this unreasonable and terrifying impact.
When the countless echoes of the loud sound extended to one place, reverberating in his hard bones and finally reaching his brain, it turned into an illusionary grand symphony melody.
This was a legendary movement composed by Tchaikovsky to resist the invasion of Rome and praise the victory of the war to defend the country.
With the mighty symphony, the tragedy and tragedy of the war were interpreted. In the end, with the sound of the cannon fire, the invaders were annihilated, and victory had arrived!
"Overture in E flat major, 1812."
Now, accompanied by the illusionary melody.
The solemn cannon fire had begun!
In the distance, the biker brothers from Edo were already intimidated by this terrible scene.
Like an evil god descending from hell to the mortal world, the burning figure brandished the sword in his hand, and when he slashed, it burst forth with thunderclaps and loud sounds.
One slash, two slashes, three slashes.
The resounding screams overlapped and turned into the loud sound of a torrential downpour.
Each strike caused the giant ghost's body in front of him to tremble and be frightened, but the next strike would bring a brand new despair and haze.
The cannon-like slashes were never-ending.
Without mercy, without weakness, without any pause … the cruel heavenly punishment was meted out to the demon in front of him!
Until he was completely turned into ashes, crushed into dregs!
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